The latest installment of The Book of Isms takes us to the end of Volume Two.
If you’ve been following up to this point, you’re by now well-aware of the blatant sexism and random vulgarity, the adoration of drug culture and the criticism of pop culture. It’s armchair philosophy at its finest. Taken cumulatively, there’s a little something for everybody. Nobody is spared and everybody will be offended.
- America is where people go to become assimilated.
- The government pays people based on their race.
- They call me “D” “DM” “DMX” Thank you Mr. X.
- America is the land of the really expensive
- There is no place in religion for religious experience. IT’S FREE
- You need to take off your glasses and get on your dick-sucking lips.
- Bust out your cocksucker.
- Asians? Little brown fucking machines.
- Computers and Whiskey. What a name for a book.
- I didn’t want to punch him, so I drop-kicked him in the chest.
- I will, but I do.
- Writer’s block arises from thinking everything you do is stupid.
- Thank you for ruining my day.
- I haven’t decided whether or not I like you. Can I have your number?